We've discussed putting him on "preventative" antibiotics, but I am not crazy about the idea... right now he leads a pretty sheltered life, goes out to pee a LOT (to prevent another kidney or UT infection), and is never unsupervised around the canals.

He DID, however, just develope a garbage bag obsession... w/the bags themselves. He somehow managed to find one, eat it... and then deposited the whole mess neatly in front of my bed, next to three balls and two palm leaves.

Ok, good..so, he'll still be able to get the chemo, just a different drug. I'm sorry...I just don't know the drugs by name (except the one that starts with A, I can at least recognize that one)...I don't blame you for not wanting to do the antibiotics with him...you don't want him to have a resistance...and if you are able to keep him healthy by keeping him "sheltered" (as you put it), I think you're making the best decision....

I'm sorry to hear this, Christine....but, Kate did really well on the Vinblastine! I was ready to stop chemo because of how sick Kato was from Vincristine and when they switched to Vinblastine it was like a I had new dog! It was very smooth sailing from then on. I just know the same will hold true for Mickey!

CinderDee wrote:I'm sorry to hear this, Christine....but, Kate did really well on the Vinblastine! I was ready to stop chemo because of how sick Kato was from Vincristine and when they switched to Vinblastine it was like a I had new dog! It was very smooth sailing from then on. I just know the same will hold true for Mickey!

Kate & I are sending lots of love & hugs. Hang in there!D&K

Its actually a common thing to have happen. Don't get discouraged! He is a fighter, and I know he will do great!!

GO MICK!!! (pppssttt... listen dude, those garbage bags aren't all they are cracked up to be... )

Beast was exceptionally WELL BEHAVED today!!! I let him wear his backpack to the vet, and we only took it off when it was time for the chemo treatment and blood work. He got on the scale without me having to tell him - and then he decided that was a good enough spot for him, and he just sat there. Didn't REALLY want to come into the exam room and looked at all of us like:" HEY... I'm TRYIN' here!" I finally coaxed him off the scale and he did not make one peep, just panted and shook like a leaf w/anxiety. No growling, no moaning, no squeaking - nothing! Dr. Correa came in to see if he was even there... He was muzzled, but she examined him and he did not get up until I told him it was okay.He was in a HUGE hurry to leave and completely ignored every person and dog in the waiting room - they had all been "warned" and were standing in the corners w/their heads turned towards the wall as not to give any eye contact to the man eater. THAT was a little embarrassing, but the new receptionist meant well, I'm sure.

For the first time since his diagnosis in January his blood work looks "completely normal"!!! WOOHOOOOOOO!!!